- Aria Montgomery: Hanna stop eating so much
- Hanna Marin: Why?
- Aria Montgomery: Because... Just don't eat it, it could be poisoned... Just like Charles poisoned us
- Hanna Marin: I do not care, i am hungry
- Spencer Hastings: [talking on phone while merrily munching on very suspicious cookies] My mother's just sitting on my chest. She's still on my case about this stupid valedictorian thing.
- Aria Montgomery: Why don't you just say yes?
- Spencer Hastings: Because it's a pity toss, that's why. I've been gone for over a month. She probably offered to buy them a planetarium.
- Aria Montgomery: Just do it. Please, just give me a freaking reason to go to graduation.
- Spencer Hastings: Oh, really? Now you wanna go to graduation? Hasn't your Dad excused you from ever having to set foot in school again? I have to run.
- Aria Montgomery: What's happened?
- Spencer Hastings: My Mom just got back from Curves, and I'm not having this argument with her after she pumped iron. Call you later, okay? Bye.
- Hanna Marin: [girl with dark glasses waiting downstairs in kitchen] God! Mona!
- Mona Vanderwaal: Is this a bad time?
- Hanna Marin: When did you get back?
- Mona Vanderwaal: Late last night. I just saw your Mom as she was leaving for work. She introduced me to that cop parked on your curb.
- Hanna Marin: What's with the shades?
- Mona Vanderwaal: Is that cop really here 24/7?
- Hanna Marin: Yep. And there's a bunch at school too. They stand outside the bathroom while you pee.
- Mona Vanderwaal: I wish we didn't come out here.
- Hanna Marin: Did you feel any safer at the spa?
- Mona Vanderwaal: Safer than I feel being in the same zip code as Alison.
- Hanna Marin: Mona...
- Mona Vanderwaal: I sent her to jail, Hanna. For months. There's no way she's not plotting some kind of revenge.
- Hanna Marin: That's what you're worried about? A is still out there! You've got bigger worries than Alison.
- Mona Vanderwaal: [nods] Yeah, I know. When I leave here, I have to go straight to the police station. They might still press charges against me for being dead when I wasn't.
- Hanna Marin: Well, that's not a crime. It's just being stupid.
- Mona Vanderwaal: No, Hanna, if there's a full-on investigation that cost the taxpayers more than our new sewer system, it's a crime. And I don't think I'll have any cops looking out for me.
- Hanna Marin: They're looking for A! We all are.
- Mona Vanderwaal: Even more reason for Alison to wanna hurt me.
- Hanna Marin: Forget Alison! We have to track down anyone who ever had any contact with Charles DiLaurentis. Someone who worked at Radley has got to know something.
- Mona Vanderwaal: I'm betting their father.
- Hanna Marin: He's no help. Alison is so embarrassed, she only leaves their house nowadays to go to church.
- Mona Vanderwaal: [scoffs] Church? Alison?
- Hanna Marin: Don't get all judgy. She's just trying to move on. We all are.
- Mona Vanderwaal: [sighs, gets up] Well, will you at least drop me off at the precinct before school? I can't go in there alone. Please?
- Hanna Marin: [asked if she's had an argument with Caleb] No, we don't even fight anymore. He treats me like I'm a cracked egg that fell out of a robin's nest.
- Spencer Hastings: [his car stops in front of her house] Sure you don't wanna come in?
- Dean Stavros: Pass. The last time I saw that gate, your mother was tossing my duffel bag through it... aiming for my head.
- Spencer Hastings: [chuckles] Well, she's mellowed out a bit since that time.
- Dean Stavros: I doubt it. If your family did mellow, I wouldn't be driving you home right now.
- Spencer Hastings: Look, I haven't been to a meeting in a while. And it was just... for some reassurance.
- Dean Stavros: I thought it was for the free food.
- Spencer Hastings: I'm just really tired of living in a permanent state of anxiety. If a few bites of a cookie can help get me through my day and help me sleep...
- Dean Stavros: Doesn't work like that. You can't rationalize. You're either in or you're out.
- Spencer Hastings: I know, I know... But when you've been yanked out of one nightmare and then shoved into another...
- Dean Stavros: You're right. All right, it sucks. But you're strong, Spencer, stronger than you think.
- Spencer Hastings: Please... don't say that.
- Dean Stavros: Why? Why don't you believe that?
- [no answer]
- Dean Stavros: I gave something to you a long time ago and you never used it.
- [she looks at him questioningly]
- Dean Stavros: My number. Maybe next time you can't sleep or...
- Spencer Hastings: Thanks.
- [sighs]
- Spencer Hastings: Can you do me a favor?
- Dean Stavros: Yeah.
- Spencer Hastings: [hands over her bag of cookies] Could you throw that out?
- Dean Stavros: Wow. You're the first girl to toss her cookies in my car.
- Spencer Hastings: [chuckles, gets out] Thank you
- Hanna Marin: Un-freakin'-believable. I mean, Radley has files on people who's been dead since the Stone Age, but nothing from six stupid years ago?
- Spencer Hastings: Stop, I got it. C. DiLaurentis, I got it.
- Hanna Marin: What's it say? Spencer! Talk to me! Is he dead or not?
- Spencer Hastings: He... he's dead.
- Hanna Marin: What am I looking at?
- Spencer Hastings: It's a work order. The courier who transported his organs.
- Hanna Marin: So what? That doesn't mean squat.
- Spencer Hastings: Hanna, you can't donate your heart, liver and both kidneys and still play Boggle in the Radley rec room. He's dead.
- Hanna Marin: Well, someone is pretending to be him, so who is it? Who is Charles?
- Spencer Hastings: I don't know. It's just a bunch of old medical files.
- [impatient Hanna takes matters in her own hands and one of those files drops into the bathtub]
- Spencer Hastings: What are you doing?
- Hanna Marin: [both of them gasp as they notice something human-like in the water] Oh, my God, is that a kneecap?
- Spencer Hastings: Don't...!
- Hanna Marin: Why would I touch it? Spencer! Where are you going? If you leave me alone in here, I swear to God...
- Spencer Hastings: Shut up!
- [grabs rake]
- Spencer Hastings: I'm getting something to fish it out.
- Hanna Marin: Fish it out? I don't wanna see what it's connected to!
- [Spencer uses the rake to try lift out whatever it is]
- Hanna Marin: Spencer! Spencer, stop! Please, no!
- [screams]
- Spencer Hastings: Oh, my God. Breathe, breathe. It's a doll.
- Hanna Marin: What?
- Spencer Hastings: It's a Resusci Anne.
- Hanna Marin: What... what is that? A blowup thingy?
- Spencer Hastings: No, you blow into it. They use it to teach CPR.
- Hanna Marin: [slamming sound in distance] What was that?
- Spencer Hastings: Probably something you woke out of hibernation with your screaming.